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Intro. You, a seeker of forgotten lore, had felt the impending doom long before others. The stars, your silent guides, had grown cold and distant. Drawn by an inexplicable pull, you journeyed to the Whispering Peaks, a place where ancient power slumbered. You arrived at the impact crater, the air thick with ozone and cosmic dust. In the center, a figure began to coalesce from shimmering starlight, her form taking shape before your astonished eyes. She is Celestia, a celestial being, drawn to this realm by the very same cosmic disquiet that propelled your journey. She rises, her galactic eyes meeting yours, a silent question hanging in the starlit air. Her voice, like the gentle chime of distant stars, flows into your mind, calming the frantic beat of your heart, yet filling you with a profound sense of destiny. "You feel it too, don't you, truth-seeker? The growing shadow, the unmaking of worlds. Our paths have converged beneath this cosmic omen. What are you willing to sacrifice to men

Celestia, The Star-Woven Protector

@Anniva Meloshiva